#Radford x reader

[luzxii]

spooky month characters walk in on y/n who selfharms

characters: kevin, radford, streber, rick

content warnings: self harm, blades, mentions of suicidal thoughts

notes: these headcanons are not intended to romanticize or make light of a serious issue, the goal of this writing is to discourage said actions and encourage those whom are dealing with these things to get help. if you or a loved one is dealing with the things mentioned in text, please reach out to someone you trust. you are loved.

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kevin

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You’ve been working at the Candy store for a while now, you were just having a really bad day.

Kevin creaked open the back door of the candy store, clearly exhausted; asking for some help cleaning up the store before his shift ended.

He stopped in his tracks once he got a good look at you, realizing you were bleeding out.

“ … Y/N?! what are you doING- I– “

 He could barely comprehend what was happening at first. He stood there in shock for a moment, completely frozen in place seeing you like that.

Once he took it in, He panicked. Kevin would stumble up to you and grab you by the hands; trying to stop you from causing any more harm to yourself. He didn’t at all realize that you were feeling like this, a part of him couldn’t help but feel like it was his fault for not being considerate. He couldn’t help but feel anger, not at you but at whatever was making you feel so horrible.

“ shitshitshitshIT.. “

He’d cuss under his breath, trying to keep any blood from getting on him. It clearly hurt him a lot to see you doing this to yourself, just holding your hands; even shaking a little.

He’d just question why, why did you do this to yourself? He understood to a degree however, he himself has had self destructive thoughts even if he never acted on them; especially to the degree of self harm. He was painfully unlucky, especially with Skid and Pump. But he just wished he could’ve stopped this before it started happening.

Kevin stayed for extra time to clean up the blood stains on the floor as well as your arms.

From then onward he said his sarcastic remarks and offhand comments less around you; wanting to be more respectful and considerate now that he knew what you were dealing with.

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radford

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“ I’m ready for the movie! I’ve got some popcorn and everything. “

He barged into your room holding a bag of freshly popped popcorn, a grin on his face; excited for the movie you planned to watch together at your house. The harsh realization of what he walked in on was enough for him to drop the popcorn all over the floor; his grin wiped from his face entirely.

“ …Dude… “

He went really quiet, He seemed heartbroken. He sat right next to you, you tried to cover your arms, but Radford already saw everything.

He took off his glasses, he could see without them; yet his vision was blurry with further objects. He looked at your arm, a big frown on his face. He tried to reach out to it but backed his hand away, not wanting to risk agitating your wounds.

“ How long have you been doing this? Have you told anyone? “

He seemed genuinely concerned, asking question after question to make sure he could help you the best he could. He just had no idea what to do. He wanted you to be happy.. You aren’t his first friend who's self harmed, but he never saw it firsthand and never really prepared to. He just stood by your side and made sure you were safe.

“ You can .. talk to me, y’know? You’re safe here.. “

He’d stick by his friends' sides for anything. He’s helped Kevin and Rick through a lot of things, and he was fully prepared to try his best to help you.

He treated you around the same as before afterwards, yet took your mental health into account and kept it in mind in your interactions.

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streber

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Streber let out a huge gasp at first, springing to you and holding you close, absolutely distraught to see you in so much pain. He didn’t realize it was self harm at first, just seeing you in distress was enough to bring him to this point.

“ Y/N, ARE YOU OKAY!? I’M SO SORRY I WASN’T HERE SOONER! OHMYGOD– “

He trailed off when he noticed the blade you were holding, gazing from it then to you. 

“ Wait. Are you.. You’re hurting yourself, aren’t you?  “

“ I’m sorry, Streber..”

His entire dramatic persona dropped for a second. He was naturally an exaggerated person, but certain topics brought him back down to earth for a moment.

The next thing you knew, Streber began to cry. He was a very emotionally driven, and finding out you were hurting yourself? That definitely was enough to cause him to break. It just made him so distraught to imagine you doing that, he couldn’t handle it anymore.

He yanked you into a hug, weeping into your shoulder. You tried not to stain his shirt with your blood, Streber didn’t seem to care. He loved you, he could put up with a little blood. He wished he could take all of those awful thoughts away from you, he’d take them on himself if it meant he could rid you of them.

From then on he always tried to check up on how you were doing more often,  wanting to make sure you were safe and taking care of yourself.

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rick

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You were silently crying in your apartment room, only to hear your door slowly crack open; to be met with your current roommate Rick.

I headcanon that Rick himself has had a history with suicidal thoughts and self harm, so if anyone can relate to how your feeling; its him.

He wouldn’t say a word, just observing you at first; keeping his blank facial expression with no sign of any emotion. However deep down he just took this situation very seriously, he didn’t want to alarm you or make things worse with excess reaction.

You watched him right back, trying to catch your breath; yet you didn’t feel it was any use hiding yourself near him.

He took the knife from you, stoic as before. Then leaving the room, returning soon after with some plaster bandages and other medical supplies; having put on gloves to avoid contaminating the wounded area.

Rick patiently cleaned your injuries then wrapped the bandaging around them, taking time with every swerve to not risk hurting you any further.

He placed a hand on your back in case you needed extra support once he completed, just staying present near you.

Rick didn’t think he was good at consoling people, but he knew it was unsafe to leave you alone like that for very long.

“ I get how you feel. “

You were still sniffling and he could see it, he’d rub your back up and down and pulled you a little closer.

From that day onward, Rick was able to understand you a little more. He wasn’t one to do or say very much but he tried to show his support in you improving; he knows for a fact that self harm isn’t worth it and that you deserve to get better, even if it's rare for him to say that out loud through his usual pessimism.

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[speedystarshine]

Radford x reader (spooky month) hcs?

Oh my gosh ofc!! He's so <3 and there's not a lot of fics of him (or any actually idk-) so here you go!!

You didn't really specify so I'm just gonna go general dating hc's :]

First off, in case it's not obvious, he adores you. He's definitely the type to wear his heart on his sleeve, and he likes looking after the people he cares about.

He would be really appreciative if you help him out on his shift (whether or not you work there, if you didn't he would feel kinda guilty 😭) and would get really flustered if you go to meet him while he's working.

He gets so distracted by you when he's working because he loves you so much, the hatzgang kids probably use this as an advantage to sneak in

(minus Robert because they'd get distracted and start a convo and it would probably go something like "oh em gee there's my lil bro and his friends! They look so cute stacked on top of each other in that big trenchcoat 🥰....🤨...wait....")

Absolute worrywart. Did you see how he was with Rick even though they probably weren't close? This kinda prevents him from doing anything risky, especially if police are involved. He mainly cares about your and his safety 😭

Trait I hc he shares with Robert, but he will ramble a lot. It's quickfire too, something like "and then there was a giant bug, it was kinda pretty like you and then it went on my window and then- oh my gosh is that a new console-"

He'll get embarrassed if you point it out, just let the man's speak 😭

Ironic but movie dates? Movie dates. Most of them will probably be at yours, seeing as he literally works at the cinema and you guys could go to his house if your living conditions weren't it, but keep in mind you will never have a moment of peace. I think it's been confirmed he has like four or three siblings?

He probably randomly calls you at three am to talk about the new Pokémon game or smth <3 (try not to kill him-)

Kiss him out of the blue. His entire face lights up red its so worth it I promise habagahan <33

[sunny6677]

Photography.

A Spooky Month x Reader.

Summary:

2010, September 29th.

In the late month of September, Y/N L/N decides to move back to a town they visited once in the past-with their old friend Radford helping them out with certain difficulties.

However, at midnight a few days later-Y/N decides to go out late at night without realizing how late it is, with the sole intention of using a camera they're particularly sentimental about. But they end up running into some rather spooky company-who end up being the cause of the many faces they end up meeting.

PROLOGUE PT 3: Photo Frames.

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"Uhhhh.. hey!"

Radford exclaimed, quickly letting his head face the box yet again. Bending bis arm back, he slowly reached into the wide but delicate space.

Y/N's eyes trailed over his slim hand as it fumbled around briefly in the shadows—before finally shooting back. Held in his hand right then was a photo frame.

"Why don't we—take out some of your photos? We can even look over them if you want!"

"..look over them?" I repeated. "Radford, why would I wanna do that? We're supposed to be unpacking."

"C'mon—it wouldn't hurt!" He giggled, "We can just look over them real quick and get back to unpacking some of the other stuff!"

Radford blinked, letting the photo he had in his hands drift closer to his chest. He arched a brow, laughing, "Heh—why do you have a photo of a bunch of trees?"

"A bunch of trees?" I repeated.

Though upon letting my eyes scan over the photo, I quickly realized what he was talking about. Dark wood stretched so high up you couldn't even see the puffs of green that must have been on it. A field of soft green grass right below it.

I blinked a few times, feeling my lips give a slight curl of a frown. "Oh. Uh.. I—I dunno. I just sort of.. wanted to take a picture of them."

Radford, with an oblivious smile still on the side of his face, lowered his hand to the wooden ground. The photo frame didn't land harshly, but it landed with a slightly loud thud that made me flinch. I heard the metal of its frame clank against the floor.

My heart began to quicken slightly within my chest, and I spoke softly. "..Ra—Radford."

Within a few seconds, his hands appeared to now be holding another photo frame. This time, it was a photo of—

"What's this one for?"

"..uh.. nothing. It's, uh.."

..It was a small frame of a bright blue void with puffs of white hung from above, with the faint silhouette of a bird flying overhead. The sun that shone from the corner of the photo made a shadow be cast by the creature—but whatever it was appeared to be small, and it's feathers were a bright red color.

Looking at the photo, I.. I wasn't sure why, but my heart began to beat a little more. "Can—can you just.. give it to me?"

"Uh.. yeah! Just gimme a sec. These look kinda sick." Said Radford quickly. Rapid as a bullet, his hand lowered to the floor again, placing the photo frame on top of the other one he had practically slammed onto the ground.

At the sound of it clanking against the other photo frame, I flinched again. A more puzzled look began to appear on my face. Why was he so interested in these photos anyway? I didn't even know he had an interest in this kind of thing. If.. if he had any at all.

Radford laughed to himself—fumbling a little with another photo frame, before lifting it up into his hands.

This time, the photo was of.. a black void. With specks of white scattered all across it. It was a sight I'd.. grown used to. Well, of course I had. I was a human being. And there was a day and night cycle.

The more my eyes lingered over the photo, I felt something weirdly.. heavy begin to dwell within my chest, and I wasn't exactly sure why.

I felt a lump in my throat, and I swallowed.

Radford only looked over it for a few moments, not really bothering to say anything this time. For right then as he looked, his eyes flickered over to the box again, and this time he just sort of.. stared.

Before I could speak, he tilted his head. "Uh.. hey, what's this doing in here?"

I tried to open my mouth in response, wanting to know of what he meant. "What do you—"

And.. then I saw it. Upon seeing it, I.. just sort of froze. Stiffened.

It.. was like time stopped. Just looking at the small item itself. The item itself was a small, sticky figurine of a snake. The snake was looped around, and with its jaw closed over its own tail, it appeared to actually be in some kind of loop.

Then—Radfords hand lifted up, and he began to reach foward into the box. His palm opened. He was—he was heading directly for it.

"Is this supposed to be from a movie or something?"

"Wait, no—don't!"

Without thinking, my hand just.. sort of shot foward on its own. I really—I really don't know. I'm sorry. It just.. happened on its own. I shouldn't have done it—but..

My hand opened itself, and with only the force of a shove, I practically smacked Radfords hand away. It.. well, I only intended to push his hand away. I processed the sound of my own skin smacking against his own, which practically rang throughout the entire area like a dramatic echo.

Radfords arm drew back like an animal cowering—his hand drooping downward. Immediately, my gaze flickered up to his face. I.. I saw his now wide eyes almost immediately shift, stuck on me with such worry. His mouth was completely parted.

As his gaze lingered over me, I felt my eyes go wide. It felt like the more his gentle eyes looked into my own, the more I felt a knife of guilt begin to pierce into my soul.

I didn't understand. A strange numbness washed over my skin.

"..du—dude, are you okay?"

..only then as he asked that did I finally notice the shaky breaths begging to escape my mouth.

I was stuck. Looking into his panicked gaze. I raised my brows, letting my pupils flicker to my lap.

"..I.."

I paused.

"I'm not.. sure."

..silence drifted in the air, and I let out a sigh. My palm lifted itself to my face. I felt my fingers clench onto the bridge of my nose as I grumbled.

..feeling something gentle wrap around my shoulder, and the sensation of something warm brushing against me, I swallowed down a lump in my throat.

"I'm—" I let my face lift up from my palm. "I'm sorry. I don't.. I don't know what's come over me."

"No—you're.. you're good! What—" His voice softened, "Is.. is something going on?"

I tried to speak.

"..it's.." I found myself pausing, "..no. No. I'm fine. I just—don't.. don't touch that, okay? It's.. it's important. Really important."

"..oh."

"..."

"..hey. I'm.. sorry. It's—kinda hard to cheer you up when I'm not really sure what's bothering you. Are you sure you can handle unpacking stuff with me?"

"..yes. I'm sure. It's just—hard to look at some of this stuff is all."

..Radfords gaze shifted from me, to the box. And so did mine. I let myself just.. look at the small snake.

"..God, I'm.." I sighed. "Again, I'm—I'm sorry."

"Hey, it's fine. We can make this work!" I heard Radford say from beside me, "Let's just—try unpacking everything as fast as we can, okay? If you don't wanna look at some of this stuff, then we can just unpack stuff without saying anything!"

"..maybe."

"..why'd you pack it if you have such a hard time looking at it anyway?"

"..it's.." I trailed off. "..it's just.. something you wouldn't understand. It's really hard to.. just get rid of things sometimes."

"..."

Radfords grasp around my shoulder tightened, and I saw him smile from in the corner of my eye. "..hey. I'm.. I'm at least glad you felt like you'd be comfortable with me helping you. Even if it is hard for you to look at all of this."

..awkwardly, I gave him a weak smile in return. "..thanks, Radford."

"...here."

..curious of what he was about to do, I looked. He grabbed a fabric I had placed inside of the box, and—slowly—he placed it in front of his eyes.

"I can make this into a blindfold! Then I don't have to see your stuff."

"..a.. blindfold?"

"..yeah! Heh.. or.. is that just stupid?"

"..."

My lips slowly turned upward, and a soft snicker began to escape my mouth. The heavy sensation I felt in my chest turned into something more tingly.

"..hahah.. yeah. Kinda. Haha.."

As I laughed, he slowly lowered the fabric from his face, momentarily frowning—but gaining a slightly wobbly smile in return.

I let my hand reach up to my socket, and I wiped away a tear that had already been begging to seep out.

"..alright, let's just.. try to keep unpacking things for real this time. Maybe it's better we just don't say a word at all with how I've ruined plenty conversation already."

"Heh.. don't worry, man. You haven't ruined anything at all. Let's just put up the rest of the photos now, okay? Then we can get to the other boxes."

"..yeah. Heh. Okay."

..Radford didn't tear his gaze from off of me, blinking a few moments more. Before he lifted one of his slim hands, his fists slowly balling up. Gently, he moved it closer to me with a larger smile than before.

I had already moved my hands back into the box, grabbing one of the other photo frames and setting it to the wooden ground as softly as I could. Noticing his fist, I arched a brow. "..what?"

"C'mon! We should at least bro fist before cleaning right? Movies usually have that as kinda like a transition thing before cleaning montages and stuff.."

"..is this gonna make you clean faster or something?"

"..maybe."

..I rolled my eyes, still smiling.

"..heh.. alright."

So, reluctantly, I let my arm lift itself up—and balling up my aching fist, I gently knocked my knuckles against Radfords own.

[glamoureddreamer]

Holding you

Spooky month (Radford x M!Reader)

Warnings: none (please let me know if this is wrong)

Thank you everyone! I hope you all have a fantastic day and a great night!

Radford wraps his non-busy arm around his boyfriend’s waist and Radford pulls him closer. (Y/n) chuckles quietly as he shifted his head on Radford’s chest.

“Don’t you need both hands to play this game?” Radford smiles with a shrug.

“I’ll figure it out, I like holding you.” (Y/n) sighs happily.

“Funny because I like being held.” He whispered.

Radford pecks the top of his head, causing him to die in his game. He lets out a small curse and a laugh.

After a while, Radford noticed his boyfriend had fallen silent as well as motionless.

“(Y/n)?” He looked down at him, pausing his game.

(Y/n) fell asleep on him. His chest slowly rose and sunk and soft breaths left his mouth.

Radford smiles, he gently takes (Y/n) and moves them both so they could lay down and cuddle.

“I love you so much (Y/n).” He whispered as he positions them so that he was on his back and (Y/n) was on his stomach, face in his neck.

Radford wraps both of his arms around the other's waist and continues to play his game.

Being mindful of his sleeping boyfriend.

[stanheightsimp]

Fluffy Adam x reader and David x reader

Fluff headcanons Adam Stanheight x GN!Reader

You met Adam because he's your next-door neighbor.

Adam moved after the bathroom trap, into a new building.

He had brought with him all the stray cats he'd been caring for in his old apartment building.

You wanted to be nice so you brought him pancakes on the first Sunday he moved into the building.

The following Sunday, he brought you scones he'd baked himself.

And so it went on, every Sunday you took turns bringing each other things to eat.

Like. Every. Sunday.

You spent more and more time together, not just on Sundays.

One evening, Adam revealed all about the trap he'd been put in.

"I'd understand if you didn't want to talk to me anymore, Y/N" and you took his cheeks and said you would never, ever stop talking to him.

And that's how your first kiss happens !

Fluff headcanons David Radford (Saw 2.5) x GN!Reader

Bestfriends to lovers !

SLOW BURN !!!

It was you who picked him up at the police station after his interrogation.

You took him to your place and he didn't speak for days.

And finally, with patience and kindness, he began to speak and eat more or less normally.

He is quite insecure about the scars on his cheeks from the reverse bear trap.

Especially the one that starts at the corner of his lip and runs down his cheek.

"You're handsome," you say. "With or without scars." you says and that kinda reassures him.

You always reassure him. ALWAYS.

For some reason, he loves hamsters.

You steal his cigarettes 24 hours a day and it drives him crazy.

You both listen to NIN at full volume on his MP3, sharing an old pair of headphones.

"Hey, Y/N, do you like the music?" and it's literally "Hurt" by NIN (1994) #sadboi

He introduces you to his little cousin, Adam. He's his favorite person in the world. A younger, angrier David.

His feet are ALWAYS icy wtf ?????

He kisses a little awkwardly

He loves to pin you to the wall. YEAH JUST LIKE THAT

[fivenightsatartists]

I been listening to some musicals (mostly listening to Be More Chill) and my brain just been exploded with a idea of a somewhat Crossover Au with a bit of X reader, let me know if you guys are interested in this....

(Spooky Month + Be More Chill Au) Kevin x Reader

Cast:

-Kevin as Jeremy Heere

-Radford as Micheal Mell (I'M SO SORRY!!! QAQ💔)

-Atticus (Skid's dad) as The Squip

-Reader as Christine Canigula

-Liv as Rich Goranski

-Ethan as Chloe Valentine

-Leon as Brooke Lohst

-Streber as Jenna Rolan

-Aria as Jake Dillinger

-Lila or Jaune??? as Mr. Heere (Jeremy's Dad)

-Jack (maybe???) as Mr. Reyes

Tell me if there's anything wrong in this then I'll change things up but no hate please, and yeah I know the BMC fandom is small and forgotten but I don't care I still love it ಠ︵ಠ

Spooky Month belongs to Sr. Pelo, Be More Chill The Musical (2015) belongs to Joe Tracz, and Reader (you) belongs to yourself

[omnidemidisaster]

Radford smut?

Hes so baby

Radford x gn reader smut

Nsfw warnings: Semi public sex, oral, hair pulling

Well this wasn't exactly what Radford had in mind when you wanted to come to work with him. But here you were..on your knees behind the counter sucking him off.

He bit down on his already bitten lips to try to suppress his noises, but shit...the wetness and warmth of your mouth made his head spin.

Thank GOD he only had to just focus on seating and taking money...and that he was the only one doing it. He briefly looked down at you. You pulled away to look at him, a trail of spit going from your plump lips to his cock head. You gave him a smirk.

"Having fun?" You purred out, tracing his thigh. He sort of shot you a glare, though you could tell he was enjoying himself.

"Knock it off...I swear one wrong move and I'm gonna get in trouble..." He whispered. You mumbled a "yeah yeah" before wrapping your lips back around him. He had a sharp breath go through his teeth, feeling your warmth back around him.

His hand tangled itself in your hair, encouraging you to go on. You let out a small moan, which sent a shiver up his spine.

He guided your head up and down his cock, trying so hard to not make noises. He was just glad barely anyone wanted to see a movie tonight, so if he did make a noise or two it wouldn't be too much of an issue. But still, he had to eat, so he isn't gonna risk anything.

He felt his stomach knot. He couldn't help it anymore and shoved himself down your throat, causing you to whimper. His seed filled up your throat, you letting out a choked whimper. After a minute of swallowing and regaining your composer, you rested your head on his still bare thighs. He looked down at you and softly pet your hair.

"I'm sorry for going a bit rough..hehe..."

You chuckled at his dorkiness. You pulled his pants back up, fixed him from the bottom, and got comfy on the ground.

"Wait...You're actually gonna just nap on the floor...?"

You nodded. Who knew a simple blowjob made you sleepy..well it was also late...

"Well..uhm...here.."

He moved his legs so you could at least rest on something comfortable, or in this case, his legs. He knew that he couldn't just cuddle you and give you proper aftercare now, so this was the best he could work with. Besides, you and him knew that the minute you both got home that he would properly give you the treatment that you deserve.

[the-comfort-den]

Fluff alphabet here I come >:)

can I request something with either radford, streber or attiucs?

letters; L, R, K, F

thank you and have an amazing week! :)

Radford:

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

This nerd(pos) would try to use romance movies to confess, using them to try to figure out what to do- before he just stammers out that he likes you!

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K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Radford is a good kisser after awhile, though he loves kissing your cheek and is really cuddly in general!

Your first kiss with him would be a little fast, a quick peck after a date, but only after you two have been dating for awhile,

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F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

He'd forgive you very easily! Though he'd want to figure out what the problem was and fix it! So if you were just in a mood and ended up loosing your temper a bit(which he'd forgive even more easily since he's done that before- though oddly enough never with you) then he could end up being a little annoying-

Fights with him are never really serious, the most common thing you 'fight' over is movie stuff, like if Batman could defeat Superman in a fight and things like that, and when it's more serious he ends up being a bit of a people pleaser to try to get the fight over with faster so he can try to figure out what was wrong!

Please don’t yell and the traumatized boi(my headcanons for him get saad)

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R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

He's somewhat romantic, he's really cuddly and loves holding hands and hugging really often, but will tone it down if you don’t like it!

He'd watch your favorite shows/movies and play your favorite games with you whenever you want to make you happy, though he normally ends up getting really into them too!

He's a little cliché but also really creative! A lot of dates with him are at home, like playing games or watching shows/movies and ordering in!

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Atticus:

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

Despite what you might think, he's a little blunt, if he likes you and thinks you two would do well together when dating he's going to tell you! Preferably where it's a bit more private but you can still just leave if you want to, he doesn’t want to corner you!

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K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

He's a very good kisser!

Your first kiss with him would be either when you first kiss him or after a date if it's been awhile, though he doesn't want to kiss you on the lips without permission so he'd ask first!

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F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

He forgives his partner after a fight very easily, and decides to figure out what was wrong instead of sit and stew,

Atticus in a fight is not the worst, he does his best to stay calm and not raise his voice so usually fights can get resolved kinda fast!

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R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

Atticus is very romantic! He's constantly kissing the back of your hand, holding your hand, giving you forehead kisses or kisses on the top of your head, holding doors open for you and all that!(regardless of gender!)

He'd do a lot to make his partner happy! From breakfast in bed to being the one to clean the house, though he prefers splitting chores but he doesn't might helping, besides, everyone has ups and downs and not everyone's 100% looks the same every day!

He's a little cliché, but prefers dinners at home and things like picnics, though he'd happily go out with his partner and do other things like go to the movies or to a restaurant! This man would also go to places like arcades, he doesn't care if people think you two are too old for this! It's fun!

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[wolfintestinez]

🪦 saw (2004) rp request.

oc (me) x cc. lit / novella.

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: i’m currently looking for someone to roleplay as either adam stanheight(2004) or david radford (.05) . i would be playing as my oc , i have an entire informational thing on her that i can send, i have yet to post it.

: i’ve only seen all the movies except for jigsaw and spiral! if you’d like to do double ups, just keep that in mind! :3

: i am advanced literate to novella depending on how detailed my rp partner is, i ask that you at least write a full ‘see all’ message. i can understand if you get burnt out, i’m not super picky but i enjoy the effort.

: i am 18 so i ask that you be at least 17 or older, it’s just a comfort preference especially considering i’m looking for more of a romance plot.

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: for adam, plot wise i only have the idea that maybe he escaped the trap, but he realizes he has to adjust to the world again. unfortunately, he finds that he never got the chance to pay rent in the time that he’s been gone. he finds himself answering a listing in the paper, one searching for a roommate. he moves in with my oc, where he has to figure his shit out.

: for david, all i can really say is that maybe my oc worked with him at the hospital. my oc is a mortuary assistant, so she could be working in the hospital morgue. again, brainstorming. these characters don’t really have a lot on them < / 3.

: i am fine with aus and such, again!

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: dm me on discord my username is mostlypathetic , if you are interested!! or talk to me here!!

saw is unfortunately an intense hyperfixation at the moment. going crazy over this franchise 🤕

[d3adbr3inc3lls]

Agate x Teacher!Reader | Drabble

This is taking place during S3 when Agate teaches at Orange Academy, and I'm not familiar with how American schools work at all, so I'll be using a different school system, (a grade is x year-1 btw, so the students are grade 10)

Tidying up your blazer, you check the whiteboard to see that the video was projected onto its surface.

"I need to grab some printing, and I trust all of you to stay quiet whilst I grab it. But this video will be covering the events that happened in Kalos thousands of years ago which gave us-" you take a key stone out of your pocket "-mega evolution."

Presenting the small stone to the light, you could see some students in the middle of the class show some intrest.

"Anyway, we might touch on Mega evolution briefly, but those doing biology probably will start learning about it-" You pause, trying to remember when your colleagues mentioned that they'd be talking about Mega evolution. "-Next term I believe?" You continue, placing the small stone back into your pocket where it was safe.

"Anyways, it's in your best intrest to take notes, you guys are what? Year 11? You shouldn't need me stopping the video to tell you what to write down," you quickly double check the sound before fullscreening the video and pressing play.

The video began by giving context and talking about Kalos and a brief summary of Mega Evolution as you quickly grab your teacher ID and head out of the class.

Softly closing the door behind you, you quickly walk to the classroom next to you to notify Mrs Radford that you'll be grabbing something and to check on your class if they get too loud.

She quickly responded with a nod and you were on your way, walking to the staff room nearby to access the printer.

You could always go to the printers accessible for everyone, but you knew some of the year 13s are starting to finish their assignments which not only ment that you needed to wait, but also the year 13s which needed to quickly print had less time to do so.

Pushing past the 'staff only' door you check your phone for the time before slipping it back into your pocket, thanks to your long legs, it took you a record breaking 3 minutes to get here.

As you glance at the printer, you mentally hit yourself as you see another teacher using it, meaning you either weren't fast enough, or you weren't slow enough, and you'd prefer the latter.

Standing there, you noticed that it was the familiar Math teacher, her name slipped your mind but you had talked to her before, she was one of the nicer teachers despite being so strict on her students.

Slowly walking over you grabbed your phone out of your pocket, not wanting to look like a creep for awkwardly standing around her even if you had a valid reason.

Standing beside her, you open your Gmail, scrolling up and down to appear busy.

"So, you free on Saturday?" You ask as you glance up at her, desperately trying to remember her name.

"A new cafe opened up, and I was wondering if you'd like to go there with me," shrugging you continued, trying to seem as nonchalant as possible.

"I'm free," she responds after a while with a nod,

"Great, meet me-" you scribble down an address and a number on a scrap piece of paper you just found "-at 12 here,?"

Giving the paper to her, she nods as she takes it, her fingers brushing against your own.

Checking the time, you bid her farewell before quickly leaving the staff room to get back to your students, knowing that the video had ended.

Softly closing the door behind you, you quickly make your way down the halls and enter your classroom, just as the video is about to end.

"Hopefully you all have been paying attention because I certainly haven't,"

You spoke as you flicked on the lights before walking over to your laptop and exiting the tab to go back to your PowerPoint.

"Now we have a work-" you pause before placing your a hand on the side of your head, you forgot the reason you had walked to the staffroom -and it wasn't to ask the new teacher out on a date.

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Note- this was finalised on 09/05/2024 (not American dates) and as of currently, I don't think we know Agate's undercover name.

A/N, Tues 11 June -> Quality of work may have been off b/c jt was at the start of assignments, but thats okay, stuff gets better now,

[xvoid]

I really want to write a fanfic, what should I do it on?

[moonlover9191]

Hello! So I've mentioned writing probably a few times and here is what I'm cooking up currently!

Patrick Hockstetter x Reader in Losers Club.

Stu Macher x reader who's his kid.

Simon Ghost Riley father headcanons.

Hoodie x Masky x Reader escaping the Slendy Mansion.

Negan Smith x Reader from Rick's group.

Henry Bowers x male!reader.

Stefan Salvatore x Reader who belongs with Damon instead.

William Afton x reader who's his kid.

Scott Tibbs x David Radford x Adam Faulkner-Stanheight.

David Radford x Adam Faulkner-Stanheight (sibling fanfic, not ship.)

The Winter Soldier x Reader who went missing.

Herbert West x reader that died and he's trying to bring back to life.

AND MORE!!

I'm taking requests for Headcannons, Fluff, OC ship requests, Moodboards, Imagines, Spotify Playlist, Edits, character X character X reader, stories, fanfics, agnst, platonic, character as a parent to user, etc!

[sunny6677]

Photography.

A Spooky Month x Reader.

Summary:

2010, September 29th.

In the late month of September, Y/N L/N decides to move back to a town they visited once in the past-with their old friend Radford helping them out with certain difficulties.

However, at midnight a few days later-Y/N decides to go out late at night without realizing how late it is, with the sole intention of using a camera they're particularly sentimental about. But they end up running into some rather spooky company-who end up being the cause of the many faces they end up meeting.

[glamoureddreamer]

Lunch

Spooky month (Radford x Reader)

Warnings: none (please let me know if this is wrong)

I hope you all enjoy I hope you all have a great day! Remember to take care of yourselves!

Radford drums a song with his fingers. It‘s a slow day at the movie theater today. On days like these, he just liked to scroll through his phone.

He may be extremely bored but he was thankful for days like these, his friend Kevin seemed to live a life of adventure. Always getting hurt on the job or having a terrible customer. Although he wished he had a coworker so he wasn’t so bored.

He waits for his girlfriend (Y/n) to answer, they had been texting all morning and now she wasn’t texting at all. His mind wandered, had he done something wrong? How would he make it up to her?

He shakes the thoughts out of his head, he knew better than to give in to those thoughts.

Every second felt like an entirety, his drums against the desk started to slow. His eyes felt droopy as he rests his head on his hand. He lets out a yawn, one small nap couldn’t hurt to pass the time.

He was almost fully asleep when someone taps on the glass. He jumps up shaking the sleep out of him.

“I’m sorry-“ He looks up stopping mid-sentence. There stood his girlfriend with a grin, she had two bags of food in her hand.

“If I was a customer I’d be furious with this service.” She jokes, Radford smiles and visibly relaxes.

“(Y/n), I thought you were at work?”

“Yeah, there was an incident so we were allowed to leave early.” She explains walking over to the door. Radford meets her there opening the door for her.

“You okay?” Radford asks a little worried, he pulls her into a hug checking her over.

“Huh?- Oh it was nothing bad, the power just went out, and it's not going to be back on for a while.”

“Oh good.” 

“So, I brought lunch, I figured you needed it.”

“Can you stay here and eat with me,” Radford begs with a smile. “I’m so bored.”

(Y/n) chuckles pulling his food out of the bag, she sets it in front of him on the desk.

“Sure I don’t see why not.” She smiles with a shrug. She sits on his lap.

(Y/n) wraps her arms around Radford’s neck and holds him. Radford eats while rubbing her back gently, both of them rocked back and forth in a comforting motion.

“Your the best (Y/n), I love you.” Radford cuddles her.

“I love you too.” She blushes with a smile.

That made his day a lot better.

[stanheightsimp]

This sick strange darkness | Adam Stanheight x GN(afab)!Reader (NSFW)

Sitting on the balcony and watching the rain fall with Adam | 2545 words

(this is an AI-generated image, to illustrate what I had in mind)

I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight I need somebody and always This sick strange darkness Comes creeping on so haunting every time - I Miss You, Blink 182

🪚 Content Warning : NSFW smut, vaginal sex, creampie, unprotected sex, spit kink

MINORS DNI

You're an urbexer living in Jersey City. Two months ago, a young man about your age, Adam Stanheight, disappeared. You were particularly affected, because he was your age. He could have been one of your friends, or even you. You'd often, if not every day, seen a sad-faced woman pasting missing person posters on the gray walls of Jersey. On several occasions, you went to her aid. She was Adam's mother. She often talked to you about him, about how, despite appearances, he was a good boy, passionate about photography, rock music and animals. Despite the fact that you helped this woman with all the determination you could muster, you were certain that Adam was gone for good. And that made you sad.

Despite the worrying climate of disappearances in town, this didn't stop you from doing your usual urbex. While exploring an abandoned house, "a great spot" according to your buddy who'd put you onto it, you found Adam. He was chained to a wall in a squalid bathroom, having not eaten for… days, weeks, perhaps? You still had one of his missing person posters in the back pocket of your jeans. Reassuring him as best you could (which wasn't easy), you called for help, and Adam was released.

Adam spent several days in hospital, before he was able to return home. But as soon as he stepped out of his shithole of an apartment, he felt very, very bad. Partly because it was the apartment in which he'd been captured. And secondly, because after spending several weeks alone, in complete darkness, he had a very, very hard time with solitude.

You were the first person he thought to call. Because you found him. Because you'd seen him at his worst, clinging to your leg, begging you not to leave him behind, as you were just about to leave for the front door to greet the paramedics.

You ended up sleeping at his place more often than you slept at yours, even finding his old sofa a pleasant place to sleep.

That evening, it was a stormy night. You couldn't get to sleep, listening to the sound of rain beating against the window and thunder rumbling in the distance. You didn't hear Adam's little footsteps approaching. He was curled up in his blanket, staring blankly at an invisible spot on the grimy living-room wall.

Hey, you you said. You okay?

He lowered his eyes and shook his head, before coming to sit on the sofa beside you.

Easy, Adam, breathe, you said, feeling the explosion near.

You'd learned to recognize the warning signs of Adam's mental breakdown. So you pulled him against you.

Another nightmare, eh? you guessed.

He gave you no response other than a slight nod, and a whispered sorry as he buried his face in your shoulder. You proceeded to rub the back of his hand with the palm of your hand, repeating comforting words in a low voice:

You're here with me, Adam, you're not in that squalid bathroom anymore. You're all right now. I won't let anyone hurt you, I'm here, Adam.

Outside, the storm was raging. Adam hiccupped, before starting to sob softly against your shoulder.

Adam, breathe, you whispered in his ear. Remember what we said. It's all right, Adam. Everything's all right.

He nodded weakly. Suddenly, an idea crossed your mind.

How about a smoke on the balcony? We'd be out of the rain and we could watch the rain fall. What do you say?

He raised his head and sniffed.

Yeah, I could use a cigarette.

You got up at the same time, Adam still wrapped in his blanket, he grabbed the pack of cigarettes from his coffee table, and you went out onto his balcony. The cold was biting, and you shivered.

As you both sat on the balcony, backs against the wall, Adam spread the flaps of his blanket so that you were both wrapped up in it, like a cocoon. His body was warm, you couldn't help but notice.

It feels good, he confided. You know, to be outside. It'd be better if it was somewhere else than in a place that's crap.

He pulled a cigarette from his pack, and proceeded to light it. And that's when, for the first time, you saw Adam. Of course you'd looked at him many times before, but now it pierced you. He was beautiful, painfully beautiful. Under the light of the moon, the flashes of lightning and the artificial illumination of the street lamps, the angular shape of his face was highlighted. So were his long, slender fingers encircling his cigarette.

He then handed you the pack of cigarettes, offering you one, which you declined:

I don't fancy a whole cigarette. Maybe I could have a few puffs on yours?

Yeah, no worries, he replied.

As he brought his cigarette close to your lips, allowing you to take a few puffs, he asked:

You know what's strange?

You brought your face close to his hand, took a drag on his cigarette, tilted your head back as you exhaled the smoke skyward.

Tell me, Adam?

Knowing that I could have died and no one would have cared. Not a single person in the world.

Your parents cared! you corrected him. Your mother put out missing person poster every day! And then… I cared.

That's what I don't get! he exclaimed. Why did you even care? Do you know how many people disappear every day? People who probably had a better life than me and a better chance of being found. People who deserved to be found!

His depreciation of himself, so sudden, so angry, brought tears to your eyes.

Because your mother told me about you! You're not the boy with the best life, but you're someone like me. Someone who does his best. Someone who's trying to keep his head above water in this rotten world. Someone who's imperfect, but who's human, sincere! you cried, your voice breaking.

Your gaze slid over him, and you whispered:

You're wonderful, Adam.

He flinched slightly when you raised your voice, and his gaze locked with yours, glistening with tears. A deathly silence now reverberated, interrupted only by the rain pounding on the roof and the thunder. His breathing seemed to freeze in his chest. So you did the only thing that made sense to you at the time. You took the cigarette that hung between his lips, half-open in surprise, placed it in the ashtray and then put your lips to his.

The first thing that popped into your mind as your lips finally met was the taste. They tasted of tobacco and mint toothpaste. Adam tastes warm. He tastes alive. His lips parted, allowing full access to his mouth, and your tongues intertwined. Who knew his tongue was so soft?

You deepened the kiss, coming straddling him, growling with pleasure as the kiss continued, Adam placing his hands on your cheeks. His teeth nibbled lightly on your bottom lip.

Adam… we… we should go inside, you said, your tone unequivocal about what's going to happen once you're inside.

Inside… he repeated. Yeah, good idea.

His lips were still touching yours, even if it had amounted to a gentle caress, his breath all against your skin. His hands slid down to your hips, and Adam let out a muffled growl before beginning to nibble your earlobe. Almost instinctively, your pelvis pressed against Adam's, and your hands went under his shirt, caressing his slim torso.

In one motion, you both stood up and walked back into the apartment, still kissing. Adam tackled you to the wall, devouring your lips with an avidity you didn't suspect, his whole body pressed against yours.

Fuck, Adam, I want you…

Yeah, I want you too, YN, he replied, breathing heavily, all against your lips.

With erratic movements and fingers trembling with desire, you started to unbutton Adam's pants, before giving up and attacking his t-shirt instead. Adam, raising his arms, let himself be undressed. You dropped his T-shirt to the floor, then ran your hands over his torso. He was really skinny; his captivity had left scars he hadn't yet healed. On his right shoulder, the bullet hole was still visible. He slid your pants down your hips, and his hand came to rest against your crotch, through your underwear. He smiled, his middle finger brushing against your already moist intimacy.

So wet for me, he said with a sneer, nibbling your lower lip.

Shut up, Stanheight, you replied, the end of your sentence choking in your throat as, through the fabric, you felt his finger sink viciously into your folds.

Hm? he said lightly, his lips sliding against your neck. You say?

Still groping, you made your way through the apartment to Adam's bedroom. You dropped onto the bed, Adam removing his jeans and rushing over to you with a hungry glint in his eye to remove your tshirt. Then, delicately, he grabbed your hand, slipping it between his legs. Through his underwear, your fingers wrapped around his cock and he let out the most glorious moan you've ever heard.

Take off my underwear, Adam, make me fucking naked, you moaned.

He made no bones about taking it off you, then taking off his own, sitting on the bed for a moment to see the mess you'd both become. Both completely undressed, both excited, both sweating and trembling with anticipation.

I want to do things to you, he says, his breathing shaking with excitement.

You pulled him against you again, naked body against naked body, eager to taste every inch of his skin. You kissed him full on the lips, savoring the taste of mint and tobacco, something new and yet so familiar. When you broke the kiss, a thin trickle of saliva connected your lips.

I want you to do things to me, I want you to ravage me, you said breathlessly, your mouth sliding down his neck to leave hickeys, as your fingers titillated his nipples.

Adam hiccupped with desire, his breath catching in his chest. His hand slid down your back, bringing your bodies together. He let his lips roam to your chest, kissing, biting and suckling your nipples with almost sloppy impatience. It was almost too overwhelming, almost too good.

You're incredible, you gasped.

He grabbed your hair, gently tipping your head back, and proceeded to devour your neck with ever so much ardor, while with his other hand, his fingers moved in and out of you

Adam… fuck me, you said, eager to have something other than his fingers inside you. You want it as much as I do, and I know it.

You proceeded to suck on his right nipple, tasting the salty, moist flavor of his skin. Adam let out another moan, more desperate than ever, and, moving his hips against yours, began to thrust delicately inside you. His forehead was pressed against yours, your panting breaths almost synchronizing. When he was fully inside you, everything seemed to stop. You stood still, as if suddenly aware of some kind of sacredness in the act. And also, let's be honest, that if you started to get wild already, you'd both cum very quickly.

Your hand grazed Adam's cheek and you got lost in his eyes. He gently began to initiate a movement, slow, ample. His fingers clutched at his sheets, nervously.

Your bodies were like two pieces of a puzzle. Don't think about the puzzle now, you are mumbling to yourself. Think only of Adam. You drew his face against yours, kissing him, and giving him tacit agreement to pick up the pace, which he did, kissing you almost desperately at the same time. Your nails dug into his back, probably leaving a few marks.

It's so, so huge, you whispered in his ear. You fill me up so good, baby.

In response, he grabbed your legs, and pushed them against your shoulders, sinking deeper into you. Your cry of surprise and pleasure echoed throughout the room. You opened your mouth, eager for sensation, but above all, eager for him.

Spit in my mouth, Adam.

Surprise flashed across his eyes for a moment, then, still pounding you mercilessly, he leaned forward, dripping a fine trickle of saliva into your mouth. Adam's taste invaded all your taste buds. He abruptly let go of your legs to place one of his hands on your cheek, kissing you passionately. A kiss filled with an almost indecent desire. Like, he'd just spit in your mouth in such a dirty way, and now he was taking you wildly.

Adam, I… you started, trying to hold back the climax that threatened to come. I love you! I love you!

Oh my God, I love you so much… he replied in a hoarse voice.

He kissed you almost brutally, almost as if he couldn't control himself anymore, as the rhythm of his hips increased at an indecent rate.

Then… orgasm reaps you. Just after he tells you he loves you, you cum, screaming his name so loudly that, if they didn't already, the neighbors must know his name by now.

Come inside me, you managed to articulate. Come inside me, I want to feel you.

I'm not wearing any... he began, hesitantly.

I don't give a shit about condoms, you replied, almost desperately, wrapping your legs around his pelvis. Come on, I want to see my beautiful boy cum in my little pussy.

Oh fuck… he murmured, burying his face in your neck.

You felt him spread inside you, and his hip movements continued for a while longer, before he came to rest, lying on top of you, his face still against your neck, his breathing short and choppy.

It was… he started.

Yeah. It was. you replied, stroking his hair.

He withdrew gently, and you felt all the cum he'd injected flowing out of you.

Oops! he said, chuckling lightly. Don't move, I'll get you something to wipe with.

He disappeared into the corridor for a moment and returned with a damp washcloth, which he ran gently over your crotch before caressing your cheek, looking at you with a look that expressed nothing but pure love.

I suppose now that we're… you begin, before interrupting yourself.

Maybe, after all, what you'd just done didn't have the same meaning for you as it did for Adam? Maybe it was just comfort sex in his eyes. He looked at you, tilting his head slightly to one side. Then the reasons for your hesitation became clear to him, and he gently kissed your forehead, before coming to nestle beside you:

Yes, we're together, and yes, you can sleep here. I promise you that by tomorrow, I won't regret anything I've done or said tonight, he said in a gentle voice.

You purred and snuggled up to him.

Outside, the rain had stopped. And deep down you knew it: this was the first night of a long series of nights at Adam's side.

[omnidemidisaster]

OKAY SO CHECK THIS OUT. hatzgang x reader where either reader or they, confess their feelings !!11!!!

O K A Y -

( And yes...its been so damn long. I will try to post more and more. I'll get them all out soon

Confessing or being confessed to by the Hatzgang!

Roy

[ You confess ]

The moment you confess, he thinks you're just joking

I mean...You both are friends and friends joke like that...right?

Once he realizes you're 100% serious, he doesn't know how to react...which is a first for Roy

I mean...Roy never really had a successful crush. Most confessions for him ended in failure and him in heartbreak

So for someone to actually like him made him honestly act stupid

He will say something like "Can I think on that..?" Just so he could get a moment to process someone ended up liking him

He will eventually come around and say he does too, Roy just needs a little time to process it all

[ He confesses ]

Dude took up SO much courage

Like homie planned out what he was gonna say to you

Dude even had his parents give advice...which was pretty solid advice

( And yes I do hc/write them as loving, just strict parents. I will make a hc list for them but thats for another time )

He would make sure the two of you are both in a good mood and alone

Then he'll describe his feelings for you

He is completely ready for rejection

But you said you felt the same...WAIT FELT THE SAME?!

It took a lot of strength for Roy not to have a fan boy in a concert moment he was so happy

That day he happily told his parents about his successful confession. Carmen and Richard are definitely proud for their special boy :)

Ross

[ You confess ]

He had to pause for a moment

His brain def had a buffering moment

"...Wait what?"

Once you repeated it, he had a small smile on his face

"I hope you mean that..."

He will hug you close to him

Calm outside. Party inside

Will also tell his parents...Jaune definitely picking on him ( Tho she is just really happy )

[ He confesses ]

He won't say it. Instead he will use his writing skills and write you a confession letter

He'll either have one of the boys deliever it to you or put it in your locker at school...Either way he doesn't want to give it/tell you

The boy is shy, give him some credit that he's actually doing this

The note is neatly written in cursive and you can tell he had rewritten the note over and over again...due to the ghost letters and the slight crinkle in the page

Once you mention it, his face instantly reddens up

You say that you like him too

Ross is just overwhelmed...and ends up crying a little bit

Not like sobbing, but he is so happy that he's overwhelmed and a few tears call from his eyes

Robert

[ You confess]

At first, he deadass thought you meant platonically

Like, yeah? He loves you too! Don't friends love each other?

Then you have to explain that...yes, you love him as a friend, but you love him more than that

Then he gets the hint...

And damn...he is HAPPY

He straight up hugged you and picked you up off the ground in joy

"You better be serious! Ahhh! I like you too!"

Hes very very happy

We know he has big smile, but dear lord Ross and Roy has never seen Robert smile so widely...WITH A CLOSED MOUTH SMILE!

"Dude...you alright? Your smile is like...20 times larger than it should be"

"Yeah! Whats with you?"

"Oh nothing! Its just (Y/n) confessed to me! Ahh...so happy"

"Yeah, we can tell"

[ He confesses ]

Least panicked out of all of them

He'll take you aside and kind of just...tell you

Hes not extra, not that much fidgety or panicky, just chilled out

When you accept his feelings, then that's when the overly happy Robert comes out

Just like if you confessed, he sweeps you up into a hug and just squeezes you

Boy is HAPPY

He eagerly tells Radford and Robin what happened and they both smile for his success

Expect in a few days for him to ask you if you wanna go on a date :)